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    • Day 124

      Narin Fluss

      September 7, 2018 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C

      Dann sind wir doch los, damit unsere Etappe morgen nicht so lange ist. Gestern war doch sehr anstrengenden.

      Wir fahren durch ein schönes Tal mit Türkisfarbenen Fluss. Dann wird der Fluss breiter. Eine Talsperre. Eine ganze Zeit fahren wir daran entlang. Doch kein schöner Platz zu sehen.

      Dann kommt die zweite Talsperre, der erste schöne Platz ist zu steil für uns. Beim zweiten Versuch geht es besser.

      Nun stehen wir alleine an einem schönen Platz. Erst Mal eintauchen, ist aber recht frisch.
      Dann den Grill angeschmissen und Gemüse gegrillt.

      Einfach schön.

      Dann bekommen wir Besuch. Zuerst ein Fuchs, der schaute aber nur kurz nach den Rechten, dann kam eine Hündin, mit dem Schwanz wedelnd, nach Essen bettelnd. Leider hatten wir nichts, halt Vegetarier.

      Ein paar Keckse gab's dann schon. Und später machten wir noch Lagerfeuer zu dritt.
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    • Day 26

      Spontane Picknickeinladung und Bach-Camp

      July 24, 2019 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ 🌙 20 °C

      Wie gewohnt ging die Reise nach dem Frühstück weiter. Die Weiterfahrt in Richtung Jalalabad führte uns über staubige Pässe und einige Wasser-, bzw. Schlammlochüberquerungen, so dass unser kleiner Lada eine richtige Schlammkur verpasst bekam. Da wir gut in der Zeit lagen und erst morgen in Jalalabad sein wollten, fuhren wir noch in das Tal von Kara Alma (übersetzt Schwarzer Apfel), welches noch von ursprünglichen Walnussurwäldern bewachsen ist. Über eine abenteuerliche Straße kamen wir zu einer Stelle an der die Straße plötzlich in einem Fluss endete...🤔 Hier machte eine Männergruppe ein Picknick unter den Bäumen und so fielen wir natürlich auf als wir verblüfft vor dem Flusslauf stoppten. Nachdem sie uns den Weg für unsere Weiterfahrt beschrieben, wurden wir spontan zu einem Tee eingeladen - nun es war sowieso Mittag und wir haben auf dem Weg keine Tschaihana (Bistro)*** gefunden, daher kam die Einladung sehr gelegen. 😋 Es stellte sich heraus, dass die Männer in Jalalabad wohnten und vor den heißen Temperaturen der Stadt für einen Tagesausflug aufs Land geflüchtet sind. Kaum war der Tee getrunken, wurde uns gegrillter Mais serviert und eine auf offenem Feuer zubereitete Suppe (Scharpo) mit Rindfleisch. So kamen wir nun doch an unser Mittagessen und das ganz sportan und unerwartet. Nach weiteren Spot-Empfehlungen für die Nacht sowie Lob für Angela Merkel von den Männern, machten wir uns wieder auf den Weg. Von uns und der Männertruppe gibt's leider kein Foto. Und ja wir mussten durch den Fluss fahren - dies war der reguläre Straßenverlauf. Nach ein paar weiteren, dank der Straße, sehr lustigen Offroad-Kilometern und mehreren kleineren Dörfchen fanden wir einen netten Platz, der ein wenig Sichtschutz bot und was wichtiger war: mit Zugang zum Bach! So nutzen wir den Nachmittag um uns im Bach abzukühlen, zu waschen und etwas in der Sonne zu entspannen. Nach dem Abendessen gab es noch ein Lagerfeuer...so macht campen Spaß. 😜

      *** dass Kirgisien gerne Picknicken und sich Jurten oder Taptschans mieten, um dort mit Freunden und Familie eigens mitgebrachte Speisen zu essen, haben wir in den letzten Wochen ja schon öfter gesehen. Heute haben wir aber etwas neues gelernt - wir fuhren an mehreren Locations vorbei, die wie ein Bistro/Restaurant aussahen, jedoch mussten die Lebensmittel mitgebracht werden und die Betreiber würden auf Bestellung das gewünschte Gericht kochen. Eine neue Geschäftsidee, deren Sinn wir aber nicht wirklich verstanden 🧐.
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    • Day 159

      Random observations in Kyrgyzstan

      August 16, 2019 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

      Kyrgyzstan's stunning landscape won our hearts instantly. Here is a few other thing we (managed to) notice:

      There is lots of signage guiding tourists. Either to destinations or even along hiking trails. Yurt lodges often have their own signs in the villages as well. Don't count on it a 100% but it's a start!

      Horse milk tastes... Different. It's a bit like buttermilk but much nuttier in a way. Tom was brave enough to drink the whole cup, I stopped after about half.

      We saw heaps of bee hives, often stationed in old trucks. Maybe they can be moved more easily this way? It looked beautiful!

      Most graves are featuring a gravestone with the portrait of the dead. Either engraved in the stone or sometimes even a framed picture of the deceased.

      Bread (mostly white and round shaped) seems to be super popular. At the markets we went to, loaves were sold super fresh and still warm. The smell lingered over the markets and sometimes still in our car.

      People are super friendly, again! Children are waving at us on the streets and adults cheerfully nod their heads or wave back, too.

      However, probably due to the high number of tourists, some people (especially the younger ones) seem to be used to getting gifts, candy or chocolate. Even though we're usually happy to introduce people to Hans and his interior, we became a bit wary as it resulted in lots of "can I have this, can I have that"s. We don't have many spare things and the way we felt like we were expected to give didn't seem right. Don't get me wrong, we're happy to share but not being demanded to do so. I guess this will always be a difficult topic within tourism and I'm still trying to find an answer to it.

      Since we're talking about tourism, we saw and met many hikers doing multi-day treks and also a high number of cyclists on very long journeys. An Austrian couple had been cycling for 13 months (they started in Austria) and are planning to continue for another year to reach New Zealand (look them up on saddlestories.at). Hats off, especially when it comes to those many mountain passes!

      Lots of work is still done with horses. Tending to cattle, working on fields etc. Not many motorcycles to be seen (these were used a lot for guarding livestock in Mongolia).

      Kyrgyzstan is the first country where we've seen lots of donkeys around. Carrying goods and or people as well as pulling carts, they seem to be a valuable work animal.

      Kyrgyzstan is home to people from many different backgrounds. The majority is Muslim and the religion is clearly present, especially the farther South you go.

      Buzzling bazaars are the sign of the ancient silk road heritage, crisscrossing around the country. Now fairly modern, but still beautiful. Original handicraftsmen are still carrying out the work on site and generally welcome curious spectators.

      At the Osh bazaar we came across a rather odd baby cradle made out of wood. It had hole at the bottom and we wondered what it was for. Our slight idea was confirmed by a little boy eager to explain: the hole is filled in with a plastic bucket and then there are two attachments. One for boys that looks like a pipe and one for girls that looks like a rather unpleasant straw. Tough life starts early!

      The traditional white and black Kyrgyz felt hat is omnipresent. It comes in different sizes. Is it an age thing? The older you get, the bigger the hat? Or is it about status?

      The villages in the lush green valleys amidst the dry mountains were so quaint and beautiful! Many a times they're cut off from anything else during winter due to the snow, hence preparations were in full swing. Piles of hay were stocked up on the houses and huts, the crop was brought in and sold or prepared to feed hungry mouths in harsher times. What looked beautiful and appealing to us must be a tough life, where knowledge, organization and helping each other out must be key to everything.

      There are so. many. children!
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    • Day 25

      Suusumyr Valley

      June 9, 2019 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ 🌫 15 °C

      We had prepared ourselves for another long day in the bus, as we progressed towards the Uzbekistan border crossing just put of Osh. While Kyrgyzstan is not a big country (around 200,000 sq km compared with 268,000 sq km for New Zealand), the combination of mostly poor roads, wandering livestock and inclement weather means that travel can be quite slow. But there is much to observe and photo and toilet stops offer diversion. Travel by cycle or motorbike definitely has definite appeal as an alternative.

      Shortly after our departure from Kyzyl Oi we came upon an unusual yurt which turned out to be a memorial to a previous village leader, who'd been killed during the Stalin era (as did 100s of 1000s more). Apparently this fellow was around 7 foot tall, became the village leader at 20 and was very strong. One story goes that when his horse became lame, he threw the animal across his shoulders and carried it home! The yurt was built in his memory. Although our guide Nastacia is only 23, the devastation to her country from the Stalin era is clearly still raw. The loss of life was even greater from World War 2.

      One of the major exports from Kyrgyzstan is water - either in its raw form or as electricity from a number of large hydroelectric reservoirs. The breakup of the Soviet Union and resultant independence of the "stans" meant Kyrgyzstan now sells water to Uzbekistan, even though they share the same river!

      Suusamyr Valley lies at 2,000-2,500 meters above the sea level and is part of the Tian-Shan mountains that we'd been following since Western China. The highest point in this range is found in Kyrgyzstan (Jengish Chokusu, 7439m, near the Chines border), though our highest point today would be just under 3200m. The Suusamyr River flows through the area, with numerous tributaries formed largely from snow melt. It appeared that a large wetland area formed a central part of the valley, though the word wetland proved a bit of a challenge to our guide (her English vocabulary was excellent). The valley is predominantly used as alpine summer pastures, with colourful herbs and wild flowers carpeting the valley floor. Once again we were treated to the sight of yurts, caravans and livestock grazing in the lush pastures. An assortment of roadside stalls lined the road, all selling the dried cheese balls that we'd learned to avoid (they were definitely an acquired taste!).

      Kyrgyz people are, for the most part, very friendly and our stop to purchase dried cheese balls turned into a photo session with the family. We were even invited into their yurt.

      As we neared our destination for the evening, we came across yet another statue of Manas, the beloved leader and focus of the Kyrgyz epic. After some wonderful guest house and home stay experiences, it felt a bit flat to be spending a night in a rather ordinary hotel. A walk along the shoreline revealed not only interested rocks, but sadly, a diversity of plastic items. In fact, we could see plastic bottles tied together to form markers for fish farms. Innovative use of plastic but not a great long term solution.
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    • Day 17

      Arlansbob, Kyrgyzstan

      July 13, 2019 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ ☀️ 26 °C

      Our last stop in Kyrgyzstan. The first two pics are panoramas over the town. Then a look at what is said to be the largest walnut forest on the world--over 600,000 hectares. Last is a waterfall in townRead more

    • Day 129

      Vom Toktogulsee nach Osh

      September 7, 2018 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

      Wir fahren am Ufer des Toktogulsees entlang nach Südkirgistan durch das Ferganatal. Entlang des türkis schimmernden Flusses Naryn wächst Gemüse und Obst. In Usgen besichtigen wir noch einen Turm aus dem 11. Jahrhundert.Read more

    • Day 53

      Nachtplatz 53 und 54

      September 9, 2019 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ 🌧 7 °C

      Nachtplatz 53 und 54: Stellplatz im Nirgendwo vor dem Anstieg zum Kaldarm-Pass (2. Nacht, da eingeschneit im Talkessel) (226/18094 km)

    • Day 15

      Un trajet mouvementé

      June 21, 2022 in Kyrgyzstan ⋅ ☁️ 24 °C

      Départ de Sary Moghul en taxi collectif 🚐 (7 personnes) à 7h pour rejoindre Och. Nous repassons par le même col qu'à l'aller, mais cette fois ci il est sous une bonne couche de neige❄️. Nous le passons sans trop de contrainte, et commençons à piquer du nez 😴. Ce sont des gros crissements de pneus qui nous feront ouvrir les yeux en sursaut 😲. Il n'y a plus un seul flocon sur la route mais c'est pourtant maintenant que les choses se compliquent. Notre chauffeur pile, la voiture dérape sur la route humide. Nous avons juste le temps de nous cramponner et de voir se rapprocher dangereusement la voiture de devant et nous filons au carton 💥. Tout se passe très vite.
      Plus de peur que de mal, la casse sera surtout au niveau automobile, malgré quelques douleurs articulaires pour certains. Après un arrêt forcé, nous continuons jusqu'à la ville la plus proche où un policier seul 👮‍♂️nous rejoindra dans une voiture improbable (sorte de mini voiture banalisée bleu version pot de yaourt). Il repart quelques instants plus tard puis revient suivi d'un autre taxi. Changement de véhicule et de chauffeur.
      De Och nous prenons une matrouchkas jusqu'à Jalal-Abad.
      Nous nous arrêterons là pour aujourd'hui, il y a eu assez d'émotions comme ça. 😮‍💨
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    Jalal-Abad oblast, Жалал-Абад, Джалал-Абадская Область

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